It's my sister Kelly's birthday today. She would have been 27. I didn't plan anything, to remember. Last year went super not how I wanted it to go. And since I had to work on freelance all day, I figured I'll just see what happens. Part of me wishes she would come find me. Appear … Continue reading Kelly.

The other Kelly day.

This is the day that my sister died. That's a picture of the three of us, looking like children of the Dust Bowl -- in Pennsylvania. When Autumn arrives, I am reminded of these things: 1. Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte 2. Clear skies, crisp breezes and colorful crunchy leaves (I will forever think of the … Continue reading The other Kelly day.